Chapter 52
Abby
I watch as he approaches me with the same dead eyes as before. I practiced lifting my legs up and down to see if I could somehow fend off his attack with the lower half of my body while still cuffed, but all that did was aggravate my already raw wrists.
My breath hitches when he reaches me, but I release it when I see he isn't going to hurt me, instead he reaches past my sore arms and uncuffs me. My body automatically falls to the ground and I welcome the blood rushing back to the numb parts of my body. Rubbing my wrists and arms, I look up to the see the same dead eyes staring down at me.
His face remains calm and blank as he indicates with his finger extended to the only other door down here besides the one he comes through.
A bathroom.